*Disclaimer: The events depicted in the novel below are all true*

Romance stood naked at the open bedroom window... looking out onto the rolling greens of his hideaway... the cool morning air blowing through his chest hairs....... further stimulating him..... across the room, Jenbola smoked a cigarette, wrapped in Romance's satin sheets, fully sated and satisfied........ "God I love that man" she thought to herself as she looked up at him from the bed. But there was something distant about him as he stared stoically out the window.... his friends had been killed...

There was a sadness about him as he thought about his dear friends and their unfortunate deaths..... it could be a cruel place, this world...... he could only find peace and solace in knowing that now there would be no chance of any of them coming to his house unexpectedly and seeing him with Jenbola........ as they would surely make fun of him...... Jenbola got up from the bed and waddled to the bathroom to urinate.... Romance continued to stand at the window... he was exhausted..... "Perhaps I should rest" he decided. He retreated to his bed and closed his eyes.

The bedroom door opened slowly and quietly..... but it wasn't Jenbola who entered.... it was Tobias.  Tobias stood over the sleeping Romance and watched him for an unnecessarily long time.  Romance heard the gunshot... it was the last thing he would ever hear...... blood soaked his satin sheets......

Tobias exited the room silently without a trace.  Down the hall in the bathroom, Jenbola sat thoughtfully... thinking of Romance..... goose flesh raised on her neck and arms with each passionate memory..... she stood up when she was finished, wiped and flushed.... she hoped Romance would not wrinkle his nose at the impression the toilet seat had left on her clammy buttocks..... she doddered her way back up the hallway......

She opened the bedroom door..... her feelings of overwhelming lust were immediately replaced with horror as she looked down at the handsome corpse of Romance.... soaking the satin sheets with his blood......... She shrieked as tears fell from her face... they fell like springtime rain...... he was gone.....

She crawled into bed with him and wrapped her arms around him.... sobbing uncontrollably ..... she lie there for a whole day until she was unable to cry anymore..... her heart broken beyond repair...... was this life even worth living anymore, she wondered..... without Romance...

The answer was obviously no. Jenbola said her final farewell to Romance as she kissed him on his cold lips.... she opened a bottle of poison and drank it. They were both found dead the next day by police..... wrapped in each other's arms.......

Romance's loving heart and other legendary organs were bronzed and put up for exhibit at the mafia museum of history for mobsters from all over the country to visit and salute

The end